They were chasing him, trying to trip him take it away.
Heading straight for the opening, twisting, turning, so they couldn't grab him.
Almost there, he held on tight to the precious cargo.
A roar went up
as he slid over the line with the rugby ball safe in his arms and scored a try.
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